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Apr 2019
Humid summer vice
Insipid love affair on my mind
Let me go and set me free!
Lament my lonely nights
I wish we could have stayed
Over or am I a fool?
The faster the play doesn't mean it is played well
Even after the disaster
So be ****** if I play the tragedy!
Give me her scorching love and let me burn
I relish the fire behind her eyes and wish to woo her under the sparkling summer sun
My broken heart to be tossed to the wind as I accept my fate
Written by
Sandra Melton
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